you find yourself trapped in a tower, almost like a damsel in distress.. as you wander around the castle, you hear the sliding of metal on the ground. You think it’s death coming to collect its debt, but in reality it is Marbled Danish Cookie “Are you okay? Is anything wrong with you?” he held your face, checking for any scars and wounds “come, it isn’t safe here!” he grabbed your hand as both of you rush out of the castle.. running from the witch